Liu Donghai's words took Lin Yi by surprise.
"The loyal often come from a rough crowd, while the treacherous tend to be scholars."
At such a moment, his willingness to step up stirred a warm current in Lin Yi's heart.
"You've been with me for so long, risking your lives again and again. You've done more than enough already. From here on, you're not needed." Lin Yi patted Liu Donghai on the shoulder:
"If I can't get you all back safely, my conscience won't rest easy. Just do as I say and make the most of your time."
"But if you end up in danger, we won't feel at ease either," Liu Donghai said:
"We're all flesh-and-blood Huaxia people; we can't simply work for money and turn a blind eye."
"Having you say that is more than enough. The rest can wait until we get back," Lin Yi responded:
"Don't worry, the person who can kill me hasn't been born yet. It'll be fine."
Seeing Lin Yi's persistence, Liu Donghai didn't know what else to say.
"Alright then, we'll do as you say."
